I, my father-in-law, set off a frenzy of public examinations in ancient times

Following Lord Jing's words, the Zuo Buzheng's face became more and more ugly. The king of Xiang saw it badly, and hurriedly said: "What are you talking about? Are you going to go behind my back?!——"

"Hehehe~" Lord Jing was also magnanimous, "Didn't you tell His Highness the King of Xiang just now... The emperor ran out of Gyeonggi privately, isn't this a problem?..."

Han Fude was about to be laughed out of anger, did Han Yinchu really think that he was a child whose parents didn't love him?Dare to arrange the present day in front of his twelfth uncle? ! ——

"My lord, this king calls you 'Master' for your face, if you don't give you face, you don't want to mess around in the Huguang territory!

I heard that your Huguang-made glazed mirror is unique, but it can illuminate people's every detail, like twin twins, so why can't you ask people to take a piece to illuminate yourself?If it’s not possible, go home and urinate!

How much courage do you have to criticize the Holy Majesty, or in front of kings and grandchildren? !Or do you think that you are a big official in the frontier, and you don't have a door-to-door anymore? ...

Why, could it be that one of the lovers in your kiln has suffered from 'diabetes', and your little mouth has become sweet? !

This king will tell you now: this king has never received any rumors about the safety of the Holy One!If people with ulterior motives spread it intentionally, even in an attempt to disrupt the court situation, then don't blame this king for beheading those with ulterior motives on the spot to eliminate harm for our court! -"

Hanfude with his hips akimbo, like a shrew cursing the street, stretched out his tanned fingers, pointing all kinds of pointers at the output of that surname Jing.

Standing there, Hanfude looked like a man like a black tower, who was very incompatible with the delicate and beautiful paintings everywhere, and looked like a boat tracker messing in.

And the two white-faced and long-bearded Confucian scholars on the opposite side have never seen such a battle?Especially Mr. Jing, who was sprayed, his fair face suddenly turned into the color of a monkey's buttocks, his mouth used to hide needles, but he didn't dare to shoot a bright arrow at the person who scolded him.

Only "you, you, you, you" kept going, and it was nothing more than "a scholar can be killed but not humiliated", but he couldn't say a word like "you are deceiving people too much"!
Hanfude sneered, wouldn't he say that?He obviously didn't dare to say it!Does he not know if there is a ghost in his heart? ...

Zuo Buzheng felt a little lucky for a while, fortunately, he was not the one who directly confronted His Highness King Xiang...

However, after such a gag by His Royal Highness King Xiang, he unconsciously let go of the huge doubt in his heart about "the emperor's disappearance and whether he is still alive".

In the past few days, Master Jing kept emphasizing this matter in his ears, and even cried out at every turn, causing him to be under a lot of pressure...

Now the arrival of His Royal Highness King Xiang has solved his urgent need:
Now that the tallest man in Huguang has appeared on Dongting Lake, why is he afraid of the sky falling? ! ...

King Xiang, who was enjoying "simple bad mouth, ultimate enjoyment", just as if he had come to his own place, suddenly turned the luxurious amusement place into a place rich in the life of ordinary people.

He pointed to the pipa girl who was silent like a cicada: "Why are you staring blankly, keep playing!—"

Fortunately, the pipa girl had seen the big scene, she shook her hands and tuned the strings, and continued to play and sing...

"Stop!——" Han Fude raised his brows displeasedly, as if a silkworm was lying between his brows: "What kind of music are these, I want to listen to "December Fisherman's Suffering"..."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Han Fude stared straight at Niudan: "No? You, a singer, must have come from a poor background and grew up on Dongting Lake. You can't even sing a fisherman's song? Could it be that you have seen more of the music, The tunes I heard when I was a child are also cleared out?..."

Han Fude hates these pretentious women the most, which is why he only loves Huahua and Liuliu. In the end, the Zuo Buzheng came out to smooth things over: "Forget it, His Royal Highness Xiang, but we are going to the island soon... ..."

Sure enough, a gentle reminder came from outside, telling the nobles to prepare to go ashore.

King Xiang looked at Mr. Jing, who was fidgeting and showing "shame and anger" on his face, and immediately went out first: I don't want to be with such people! ——

Han Yinchu, who had been waiting outside for a long time, looked at Han Fude and couldn't help being curious: "Why are you so happy? Your face looks better..."

The king of Xiang looked at him even more surprised: "You can see that the face of this king has improved?——"

Han Yin pouted at the beginning, feeling that there was no need to explain to him that "face complexion" is not the same as "face color"...

"Nephew, to tell you the truth, just now in the cabin, your twelfth uncle and I have had a hard time helping you to save your dignity and find love! You will never find an uncle like me in this world... eh!—"

Han Yinchu poked Han Fude quickly again, because Luo Wanyi, who was in a grand attire, was coming to greet Han Fude in person.

"My Lord Dongting! What kind of wind brought you here, Your Highness King Xiang?"

Luo Wanyi complimented Han Fude with excitement on her face, and her gambler inlaid with rubies kept shaking, which was enough to show the full excitement in her heart.

Han Fude rubbed his pained place calmly, and did not pretend to speak to any woman except Huahua and Liuliu: "This king is going south from Jingzhou Mansion by boat on the Yangtze River, and I will send this king here. Of course it’s the northwest wind!—”

His "truth" choked Luo Wanyi on the spot.

Luo Wanyi even suspected that King Xiang really came to celebrate his birthday sincerely?He did it on purpose...

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Zuo Buzheng, who came down from the boat, said with a smile: "Madam, don't worry, His Royal Highness Xiang is such a straightforward character! He is not targeting you, Mrs. Luo...

Just now when we were talking about the Emperor on the boat, His Royal Highness the King of Xiang also made Lord Jing speechless! "

Xu Shixiang also came to his senses, a horrifying smile appeared on his dark face, and Luo Linglong, who was receiving the distinguished guests beside Luo Wanyi, was frightened back two steps——

King Xiang ordered his servants to bring up the fish weighing more than [-] jin, "It was Han who made a slip of the tongue just now, please don't be upset..."

The fine-looking Luo Wanyi's eyes immediately lit up, and he shifted his gaze to the stinky Mr. Jing, and then acted modestly and cautiously:
"How dare you! How dare you! The presence of His Royal Highness King Xiang has already made my little Junshan Island flourish..."

Hehe~ Your, little, Junshan Island...

Han Yinchu hid in the crowd behind King Xiang, showing a sneer.

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